Beauty That Comes From a Storm

Water dripping inside the windows.

There has been a lot of banter lately about the weather in New England this winter. Snow storm upon snow storm… roofs leaking from ice dams and collapsing under the weight of the snow. Our home has fallen victim to the former. Our most recent addition was an ice storm. Freezing rain and sleet and snow coming down for the better part of a day. I remember, vividly, my first ice storm. I had never seen one before having grown up in milder climates. It was awe inspiring, breathtakingly beautiful.

Call it what you will.

God, Mother Nature, the Source of all.

These are the things that bring me closer to my own sense of spirituality: the awesome power of nature…

and the amazing beauty of the world we live in…

beauty that comes from a storm.